Jaisalmer, January, 2007
When you talk about Camel Safaris in India, you're talking about Jaisalmer.
Nourah wants to buy his own camels and do his own Safaris. We are thinking of investing in a camel with him. Camels cost about $300 to buy.
At the end of the journey we arrived at Nourah's village in the desert. The only people who live here are his own family and brothers and a couple of aunts and uncles; about fifteen people in all. That's his wife in the green and his brother next to her. You would never know Nourah and his wife were married from looking at them in public. Indian culture does not allow public shows of affection. Muslim couples are even more strict that way. I found his family to be very polite and respectful.
Look at that desperate look in her face. I mean, let's get serious. She's just a tiny Thai woman. She is no match for a big strong (Yai jing jing krup) man from Canada. She can't possibly be having a good time on that Camel, hour after hour, trudging along the hot desert.
This village family comes out to meet us as we travel. We walk around and see goats in corrals and some chickens wandering loose. The woman on the right was making butter by hand as we approach. Our camel driver, Nourah, says these villagers welcome us and although they hope we will give them a bit of money, they are happy just to see us. There are only three of four families living here. The huts are clay with thatched roofs. Such a simple life here in the desert.
He makes the japatti himself and all the ingredients are fresh. I could be a vegetarian very easily. This food is wonderful. It's just vegetables and rice and some spices.
Tonight we have a delicious meal of noodles, japatti and chicken. Nourah sets everything out around him on the ground and puts our whole meal together while sitting in this one position. I only have one regret about my choices of food for this Safari.
When they asked me if I wanted chicken on this Safari I had no idea they meant...
Nourah, our camel driver, brings us here to this sand dune for our first night in the desert. The whole trip is worth it just to be here. This dune is like something from a movie. We were warned that much of our trek will be in scrub, but this is wonderful.
I take Aw to the top of a dune just as the sun is setting.
The Sun sets very fast in this part of the world. Where we are here is very close to the Pakistan border.
I thought that a Camel Safari would be all about the wonderful sights we would see; and it is, in a way. But the best part is just the peace and quiet as we ride along in this mystical land. Nourah is quiet by nature and the three of us have no trouble just looking around and enjoying the Peace and quiet. I love waking up in the cool morning and smelling the smoke from the fire as Nourah makes our morning chai and a simple breakfast.
At night, we lay blankets out in the sand and sleep under the stars. I sleep on my back and I wake up every few hours and look up at a new configuration of stars over head. Canada has wonderful night skies but I have never seen anything like this. There are no lights to detract from this heavenly view. It's magnificent out here.
We met some young students traveling from Israel, the night before our Safari. One woman was very beautiful and very fit. She said she was done-in after the first couple of hours on the camel and had to be taken back after the first day. She said it was just too hard to ride the camel. So we are concerned because we are signed up for three days of riding (and the money is not refundable). For the first four hours I find it very difficult. The camel jostles me left and right and up and down with each step and I find my body fighting every move. I look over at Aw and she is just smiling and ambling along as if she's done this all her life. (Those darn Thais! Who do they think they are anyway! And a girl Thai at that!!!). "How it go Stevie" she enquires. "Dee mark krup sweetie. Great. I'm loving it." After four hours I'm already thinking up plausible excuses to get out of this nightmare. But then something magical seems to happen. My body adjusts and it's suddenly very easy to ride.
This man beside me is our Jeep driver. He's taking us to the starting point of our Safari. You pay extra to get this ride, but it means you start in the real desert instead of spending your first four hours just getting out of town on your camel.
My Camel's name is 'Journey' so I feel right at home with him as my traveling partner. The name: just a coincidence? I think not...
Camels are the strangest looking creatures. I can't believe how small Aw looks on that beast. i call her Mighty Mouse because she doesn't shy away from anything. The driver says to get on and she gets on. Not bad for a woman who likes to dress in designer clothes and has a manicure every two weeks. If I this Safari doesn't kill her off, nothing will...
This is the route we signed up for. It cost us 650 rupees per day plus another 100 rupees each to have beer and chicken with our meals. I'll have some tips for you when we finish the safari.
You have to always be thinking of the next part of your journey in India. You can't just hop on a train or bus. You have to decide a few days ahead where you are going next and buy the tickets. I have a view from here that looks over the town from this restaurant in the Fort. I might look impressive to Aw as I pore over these documents but if she know what my family knows; that I have virtually no sense of direction and have only got this far in India by dumb luck, she would be panic. But I'm the MAN. I am supposed to know my way around. Here's a desert riddle for you. 'Why did it take Moses 40 years to bring the chosen people to the Promised Land? Answer: Because even in those days, a man was afraid to ask for directions.'